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15
A. B.
[Heaven's pavement strewn with roses was the floor]
Heaven's pavement strewn with roses was the floor
On which she trod—the crystal skies above—
And those sweet angels, sisters of her love,
In their soft arms their beauteous burden bore.
On which she trod—the crystal skies above—
And those sweet angels, sisters of her love,
In their soft arms their beauteous burden bore.
They bore her to the Paradise of souls,
Promised to those, the sinless things, that be
Taken from Time into Eternity
While warm the tide of life within them rolls.
Promised to those, the sinless things, that be
Taken from Time into Eternity
While warm the tide of life within them rolls.
Then wrong her not with sad lament, they say—
Who to her home of happiness is fled,
Early redeemed in glory from the dead,
To dwell 'mid regions of eternal day.
Who to her home of happiness is fled,
Early redeemed in glory from the dead,
To dwell 'mid regions of eternal day.
But I am of the Earth on which I live,
And so Earth's common suff'rings will be mine;
And ever o'er her grave at eve's decline,
My sorrows to her gentle shade I give.
And so Earth's common suff'rings will be mine;
And ever o'er her grave at eve's decline,
My sorrows to her gentle shade I give.
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